This, to me, is the ultimately heroic trait of ordinary people; they say no to the tyrant and they calmly take the consequences of this resistance.

The left-brainer and the economist in me says watch what people do, not what they say.

He hangs on now, pressing his hand lightly against the wall, below the window, waiting for the familiar arrow of pain. Only there is none. An oddly pleasant swell of memory, a wave of warmth flooding over him, sliding back, slowly. It is a first

Depending on the reality one must face, one may prefer to opt for illusion.

Rock isn't art, it's the way ordinary people talk.

Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary.